Sorry if this sucks, it's exactly 1:54am and I can't sleep…
I don't own these people blah blah blah
Brains POV, when Justin left Brian for that idiot Ian… I mean Ethan… who cares really
Italics are Brian's memories
No
No
No
This cannot be happening
Fuck
It's not happening
I'm high
I must be
Shit
I haven't had any drugs for 24 hours
Not even Tylenol.
Fuck
Kinney… don't think about Tylenol.
I'm really allergic to a lot of drugs… the doctor gave me penicillin once, nearly killed me… and… Tylenol
Fuck
I need a distraction
I switched on the TV. Baseball was on
FUCK!
No… not the fucking baseball bat
JUSTIN!
I closed my eyes when I imagined the impact
Shit
Get a grip Kinney
He was just some twink! Some blonde piece of bubble butt that you took home
But that's exactly it
WAS
He turned into that sexy piece of man meat that you could claim your own
He wasn't just some persistent little kid
He was MY persistent little MAN
And there it is again
WAS
Fuck
His Ians persistent little man now
Fuck
ETHAN
Fuck
I hate that motherfucker
I should've said it
Justin said it all the time to me
I played it cool
And I lost him
My eyes stung
Christ
I NEVER cry… especially over…love
Fuck this shit
"I love you Justin"
I said it to a painfully empty loft
He was gone. It was too late.
Great timing Kinney… fucking brilliant.
Review please… maybe when I re-read after I actually had some sleep I find out what a fucking mistake I made writing this… and that's why I need you to review… so you can remind me never to write when tired…
